“Bad Boy” is the sixth cut from Fredo’s third studio album Independence Day.
Backed by a bouncier and more ludic instrumental, Fredo skips on the beat as he speaks on how he obtains women, his investments and his ties to the streets despite being a world famous rapper and businessman.
[Chorus]
Came in with the chip on my shoulder
Bad boy, I didn't listen to olders
Masked up and I'm whippin' the yola
Open that window, it's givin' a odour
I got them beautiful women, it's over
You man would look and they'll give you a boner
They tried to ride on the ends, now he's in a coma
[Verse 1]
Yo, money is my only thoughts
And I grind more than Tony Hawks
Gotta test it and make sure the ting's real
.38 holds six like a windmill
All my diamonds are flashing
Yo, I robbed my first watch, then buy it in Hatton
Fast forward, I'm buying a mansion
Young Freddy, I'm fly like Aladdin
Heard a corn hit the top of his belly
Shot warmed up his chest like a drop of the Henny
Get the beat, then I'll lock in with Menny
Play my new shit, they're not even ready
How she want a nigga with money while she's broke? These women are funny
Little bro on the mission for money, started at dark, but he's in 'til it's sunny
[Chorus]
Came in with the chip on my shoulder
Bad boy, I didn't listen to olders
Masked up and I'm whippin' the yola
Open that window, it's givin' a odour
I got them beautiful women, it's over
You man would look and they'll give you a boner
They tried to ride on the ends, now he's in a coma
[Verse 2]
Show time, then sloppy after
Man shaved couple man, but I'm not a barber
He talks that, but he's not a grafter
I'm Fredo, got more bits than Tropicana
Yeah, them scammers are buying the bar
But they pulled up in rentals, ain't buying no cars
I'm a trap boy, fine with the glass
I don't buy bottles, I'm buyin' a yard
Catchin' them slip, turn pricks into skunk
Teach a lesson you wish you could bunk
Dare man to try think man I'm a punk
I'ma drop it on him and his mum
If I'm seen in that whip, then I switch it
She don't like me, she must like women
I just got a call 'bout a drillin'
Where are my niggas? I'm tryna go billin'
[Chorus]
Came in with the chip on my shoulder
Bad boy, I didn't listen to olders
Masked up and I'm whippin' the yola
Open that window, it's givin' a odour
I got them beautiful women, it's over
You man would look and they'll give you a boner
Yeah, they tried to ride on the ends, now he's in a coma